In the lot
The sky is dark
But everything is lit

I can see
The passing cars
But not the passing stars

I can feel the cool cold dark
But also I feel the light

The light of Christ
Shining in me
Shining to show me the way

But the light
I'm about to see
Isn't mine

But its a gift so divine
To see the work others do
To be apart of their work

I see cross after cross
Painted on the lot
I see light among the dark

I moved myself inside the lines
That is where I park

As I step out I see a world
More beautiful than ever
One bounding for joy
Abundant in life
And bright as ever

Amidst the cruel chaos
Happening around
Here is a sphere of hope

An aura of safety
A place of worship
All inside a church
What blessings will come next?